A place for random thoughts....

<-------------note to self, make sure camcorder charged and call Mafiaman:lol::lol::lol:

 

You know I love you but would have to kill you right? :lol:


Ya'll behave, got my list and gots 2 go! :cheers:

 

well at least i know where i will be buried:lol::lol::lol: have fun this weekend:cheers:

 

Durn. Where is Buddha's Belly? I am looking at my credit card statement and someone bought something for $65 on MY card. Just wait till my kids get home.:x

 

Mostly above my belt buckle.

 

It's a gift shop in Raleigh on Hillsborough St.

 

"gift"? LOL. It's a head shop. 8)

 

LOL. Me too. I haven't seen my feet in 10 years!!! So I did some research and the only Buddha's Belly in Raleigh is a store that sells "smoking" paraphanalia. I hope that is not where the purchase came from but if it did, I hope it was only a Bob Marley t-shirt. :x My son has keeps my card for EMERGENCIES only.

 

<<<<<is wondering what kind of emergency constitutes a Bob Marley t-shirt....

:lol:

 

LMAO.... go figure; I just asked one of the kids in my office if they have ever heard of it....Gift Shop huh...LOL. I thought they were way too happy at times! Thanks for the enlightenment... the leetle sheets!

 

:x:x:x:x WTH

 

they do have incense and t-shirts and gifts....but there is "that" section in the back.....


so I heard....




long, long, time ago. :mrgreen:

 

LOL!!!! I didn't mean to put that sentence after the Bob Marley shirt comment. What I meant is I am mad that he used my credit card at all for anything other than an emergency. But now I'd be happy if he bought a T-shirt considering what else is sold there. CRAP!!!!!!

 

just bustin' your chops.....all in good fun.

 

Yes, the section in the back where they sell hooka pipes so they can smoke their flavored backy. :mrgreen:

 

yes, YES! that's it.

 

Now I will be known as the C3 church going troll who was married to a male prostitute and whose son smokes pot behind my back but is stupid enough to charge something to Buddha's Belly as if I wouldn't know. Somebody just shoot me now. I promise it wouldn't hurt and it would put me out of my misery.

 

hey, someday's it's chicken salad, someday's it's chicken s**t :lol:

 

Welcome to Payton Place!

 

Yeah, and I ain't too proud to say it's a chicken s**t day. I ain't too proud to say I'm full of chicken s**t half the time. I really ain't too proud of anything right now. I think I'll go in my son's room while he's gone and find something to not inhale.8)